I ever tell ya'll about the time me and @GradedPointFive 's Jason did a fuck tonne of mushrooms, and then we accidentally stormed a Coldstone creamery while screaming MOLON LABE before escaping into the night with a bucket full of peanut butter cup icecream and a midget.
The whole problem started after we mistook Cold Stone Creamery for Coldstone ARMOURY, and then Jason started screaming, "IT'S TIME FOR THE END, BOYS, GIT OURSELVES PREPARED FOR OUR WACO."
So we storm the Cold Stone Creamery, and after screaming MOLON LABE for half an hour..
So we storm the Cold Stone Creamery, and after screaming MOLON LABE for half an hour..
This wee dwarf lady, who was apparently the manager, started yelling at us that we needed to get out or she'd call the cops. Then I started yelling, "FUCK YOU, GNOMISH LADY, MOLON LABE" and then Jason grabbed her, and I grabbed a bucket of peanut cup ice cream before running out.
Thankfully it all worked out because of two things: it was her lunch break, and she liked the Grateful Dead. Thankfully, Jason was wearing his lucky The Despicably Blind shirt, and was able to talk her out of pressing charges with a pack of strawberry Starbursts and my number.
